The feel of your head on my shoulder,
Our love couldn't have been much truer.
Your touch is that of fire.
Why can't I still be the one you desire?

My dreams are the hopes for my future.
Somehow I know we will become nearer.
Perfect love casts out fear.
But our love won't be perfect till you're near.

Time passes, love comes and goes.
My feelings for you continue to grow.
I can be your's in just one year.
But knowing you can't wait is what I fear.

In my dreams our love runs wild.
Late in the year I bear your child.
As I sleep I emit a smile.
I've loved you all the while.


This poem was written on July 19th, 1999